Here I sit in this ginmill an empty in my hand
The telephone's three steps away but I can hardly stand
Got five pennies in my pocket but Lord I'm gonna need ten
Cause I gotta phone my baby to come and pick me back again
And I'm down to my last come and get me
Just to me she said I do so many times before
Hey I'm down to my last come and get me
But I wonder if I'm worth to come and get me anymore
[ guitar ]
The promises I made to her Lord knows I tried to keep
But there's always somethin' somewhere makes the strongest man get weak
And there ain't no use in runnin' and there's nowhere left to hide
When you drunk up all your promises and passed away your pride
And I'm down to my last come and get me...
Well I wonder if I'm worth to come and get me anymore
